Dear Santa
Dear Santa,
I thought of what I wanted and then I changed my mind.
There are so many options toys of every kind.
I thought I wanted play-doh or maybe a sweet doll.
Then I thought I wanted gum but mom would take it all.
I think that I’ve been good this year behaving to my best
Even though my brother is an endless, awful pest.
I think I’d like some books to read or instruments to play.
How about some brand new clothes or shoes to do ballet.
I promise I’ll be good for mom and help my dad a lot
Would you bring a puppy, tell mom his name is Spot?
I don’t know if you’ll get this in time to make my stuff
But elfs are always busy I’m sure they’ll have enough.
I don’t think that I’m picky or spoiled like my friend.
I only want a few new things, what do you recommend?
Thank you Mr. Santa, you really are the best.
I don’t care what my friends tell me you are a welcome guest.
Love, Your Friend
Copyright © Christine Bialczak | Year Posted 2019
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